9 billion flash marriage: luxury president busy every night

Song Qingfeng said, "if I'm not sure who I'm going to be with, I'm going to the city."

"Come on, Mr. Gu, you've got our school flowers. You're a master of love." Some people began to tease.

"I said, there is no woman that we can't deal with."

"This woman, it's right to be reserved, but if you overdo it, it's too artificial." The woman who spoke also glanced at Song Qingcheng on purpose.

This means that song Qingcheng has never agreed to associate with Gu Feng, but now she suddenly associates with Gu Feng. Obviously, it means that she has been acting too much and has become artificial.

"Otherwise, white lotus and green tea bitches are everywhere these days."

Gu Feng was aware that their words were all against song Qingcheng, so he took her to the other side to say hello to her classmates.

Song Qingcheng didn't expect to have a good treat, and it turned into a classmate party.

Dinner in the evening is a buffet, so it's more casual.

Although they are all classmates, they usually don't have deep friendship, so at most they just chat casually on the surface.

Because there are a lot of people and the atmosphere is good. Some people play games while eating, others drink directly, others sit together and chat, all in all, all kinds of entertainment.

Song Qingcheng is not used to this kind of party. Maybe her identity can't be integrated with them, so she always sits quietly in the corner.

There is no appetite, eat very little, others are still eating and drinking, she has taken a glass of juice sitting in the corner bored playing with the mobile phone.

Song Qingcheng sends a message to Xin Yue and asks her if the florist's business is good.

Xinyue quickly took some small videos of the status quo of the flower shop for her to see, and then Xinyue also asked her where Gu Feng had dinner.

Song Qingcheng tangled for a while, and finally chose to tell Xinyue. But she didn't know where it was, so she secretly took a small video and sent it to her.

Xinyue see her in such a chaotic place, repeatedly told her to pay attention to safety, and let her go back early.

Finally, she returned an OK expression to Xin Yue.

The mobile phone just put down, Ji Ling swaggered over. Delicate makeup, hanging a deep smile.

"Song Qingcheng, have you learned something? How dare you steal a man outside?" When there were only two of them, Ji Ling was not polite at all.

She thought that song Qingcheng would run away when she saw her, but she didn't think she would dare to stay as if there was nothing wrong with her. Isn't she afraid to tell her brother?

"We're just having dinner. It's not as bad as you think." Song Qingcheng's tone is also cold.

"Why didn't you retort when Gu Feng announced that you were his girlfriend just now?"

"I'm happy. Do you care?" Song Qingcheng couldn't explain, so she had to prevaricate.

"I don't care, but what if I let my brother know about tonight?" Ji Ling said triumphantly.

"He knew it. I told him last night."

Ji Ling squinted, "do you think my brother knows you're out with men?"

She doesn't believe it!

Song Qingcheng was slightly annoyed, "Ji Ling, what's good for your brother if you damage me so badly?"

It's not good for Ji Ling. If there's no clown, she has to find something for her family. I don't know what's wrong with this woman.

"Don't put gold on my brother's face. You are worthy of standing beside my brother as a white lotus!" Ji Ling is biting her teeth.

"I'm sorry, your brother has a crush on me, and he doesn't plan to change people." Song Qingcheng is also deliberately angry with Ji Ling.

"Just dream! My brother will kill you if he knows you've brought him a green hat outside! " Ji Ling threatened her angrily.

What's good about her song Qingcheng? Why does she make her brother obsessed and only recognize her?

Ji Ling doesn't accept this tone.

"Then you'd better control your mouth to save your brother's impulse." Song Qingcheng kindly reminded her, and then got up to go to the bathroom.

Ji Ling clasped her hands in her palms, and her blade like eyes gouged out song Qingcheng. The next moment, eyes inadvertently see the drink on the table, the bottom of the eye across a shrewd smile.

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At half past eight, dinner was finally over. When song Qingcheng thought that he could finally leave, he knew that the next program would officially begin.

Some people sing, some people play, the most lively or pinjiu, the whole room, the atmosphere suddenly boiling up.

The light is adjusted to dim down, song Qingcheng suddenly surprised, suddenly feel can't find a little bit of security.

"Honey, what are you doing here alone? Let's go and have a drink. " Gu Feng didn't know where he came from. He was so scared that song Qingcheng jumped again."Gu Feng, can you have the light slightly adjusted? I can't see who and who. "

Song Qingcheng watched the huge private room sink into darkness. Except that the TV screen was bright enough, there was almost no light on. The seats beside the private room were dark, and he couldn't see his fingers.

"It's a good atmosphere. We all like it. Let's not spoil people's interest. Let's go. My brother wants to have a drink with you Gu Feng took her by the shoulder and left.

"No, I can't drink." Song Qingcheng appears to be extremely sensitive to withdraw from his shoulder.

Gu Feng saw that her reaction was too strong, but there was no displeasure, so he followed her, "it's OK, you just mean it."

"But I'm really not used to this kind of occasion. Why don't we go first?" Song Qingcheng really didn't want to stay here. She was so noisy that her head would explode.

"Song Qingcheng, you are in love with me now. You should take me as the center. This kind of occasion is the occasion you have to contact every day, so you'd better get used to it Gu Feng was really a little upset. He drank a little wine and spoke regardless of importance.

Song Qingcheng seriously felt that her self-esteem was discriminated against, and her face became cold. "Gu Feng, I think you still don't understand one thing. I said to try to communicate with you, but it doesn't mean that I can accept you or your lifestyle, and I won't center on you, because I have my own lifestyle. "

Gu Feng squinted.

I'm a little sober in my head. In front of everyone, he felt that it was not a wise move to be stiff, so he softened down again, "OK, I won't talk to you about your personal fallacies. Now you just need to tell me whether to give me face."